Chapter 220: Everyone Makes a Grand Entrance, Applause All Around

Chapter 220: The Grand Entrance of the Entire Team, Everyone Applauds

"Yue Yue!! We're baaack!!"

The airship hovered mid-air as Wu Chong leaned halfway out, waving excitedly at Wu Yue.

"It's Wu Chong, the most powerful innate sorcerer capable of summoning Cerberus and the eight-headed serpent Yamata-no-Orochi!!"

Wu Chong, "Who said I can only summon Cerberus and Yamata-no-Orochi? I can even summon Qiongqi!"

Wu Chong drew a summoning circle in the air, and a Qiongqi emerged from the void. Gripping his staff, he leaped onto its back and dove straight toward Wu Yue.

Jie Chen stuck his head out irritably, "Wu Chong! Aren’t you afraid of falling to your death, kid?"

"It's Jie Chen, the revered holy monk who built 81 temples and consecrated the golden statue of the Victorious Fighting Buddha!"

Jie Chen followed Wu Chong in a leap, his entire body enveloped in the golden radiance of a three-headed Buddha as he descended.

Jie Chen, "Who’s spreading rumors again? I was just pestered by the Victorious Fighting Buddha into endlessly building temples!! I’m flat broke!"

Richard drawled, "You all are really lacking in elegance."

"Could this be the legendary youngest priest of the Church, the hypnotist who bends psychic energy to his will—Richard!"

Fu Yanqi suddenly kicked Richard from behind, sending him flying off,

"Who on earth keeps giving you all these corny titles? It sounds downright disgusting."

Richard flipped open his Bible mid-air, pulled out a cross, and a giant crucifix unfolded behind him as he landed gracefully.

Wu Chong, Jie Chen, and Richard simultaneously turned and launched an attack on Fu Yanqi, knocking him off the airship.

"Join the party, hotshot!"

"That’s Fu Yanqi, the youngest sect leader of the Taoist tradition, a prodigy who mastered flying sword techniques at the age of 15!!"

Wu Chong/Jie Chen/Richard, "Ugh, whoever’s prefix sounds the most try-hard is the grossest!"

Countless airships bearing the Blaze emblem soared through the sky, launching a hundred celebratory flares in unison, creating a spectacle so grand it left spectators gaping.

Behind them, the gates of Blaze parted with a boom as Jian Suiyu emerged, leading the five elite squads.

"Jian Suiyu! The true prodigy!! Blaze's master strategist, the mastermind pulling the strings behind the scenes!"

"With an IQ of 180, even Einstein was in awe of his genius!"

Jian Suiyu was so startled he nearly tripped over his own feet, almost falling flat on his face like a klutz.

The first to approach was the strategy formation led by Jian Suiyu, primarily responsible for instance dungeon strategies and tactical deployment.

Members of this squad possessed exceptionally high IQs, usually handling internal operations but occasionally assisting in external combat.

The second squad was the shamanic AoE squad led by Wu Chong, composed of combatants specializing in AoE or summon-focused ranged skills, focusing on massive DPS.

The third squad was the martial arts formation led by Jie Chen, consisting of members with profound mastery in physical combat.

They were also warriors skilled in ancient martial arts and phys-enhance skills, serving as frontline tanks.

The fourth squad was the psionic formation led by Richard, where members primarily engaged enemies using psionic energy.

Not only does it involve psychic mind control, but also the application of psychic energy fused with modern arms—how to take out the most enemies with the least mental energy.

The fifth team is the Arcane Arts battalion led by Fu Yanqi, gathering all kinds of ancient mystical talents within the squad—spiritualists, curse masters, hex sorcerers, Nuo ritualists, puppet masters, corpse drivers...

Geomancy arts, mystic arts, the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams—

an eclectic mix, leaving nothing to want.

Seeing that Blaze had mobilized such a grand display just for recruitment, all the newcomers on-site were left utterly stunned, too stunned to react for a long time.

Zhang Mo took one last glance at Zhang Fanxi. "Fanxi, what matters is how things are done, not just how they're said.

You and your captain should head back. Your shiniang (master’s wife), shishu (master’s brother), and I will stay with Blaze."

Shen Qingci blurted out, "Wu Yue! Other than calling people to back you up, what skills do you even have?"

Wu Chong jumped up, ready to fight. "Shen Qingci, if you can't keep your people, stop talking trash!"

Wu Yue held him back, but Wu Chong fumed, kicking the ground. "Don't stop me!"

Wu Yue massaged her forehead. "Take one more step forward, and you'll be in the skiffs’ kill zone."

Shen Qingci looked up in shock, only to find that all thirty skiffs, which had just been firing welcome salvos for the newcomers, were now hovering directly above the Dark Faction.

Every skiff had turned its cannons, their final targeting coordinates locked onto Shen Qingci.

Simultaneously, all thirty skiffs blared:

"Blaze Skiff Formation in position. Awaiting firing command from Blaze's Chief Skiff Operator, Wu Yue!"

Shen Qingci narrowed his eyes dangerously. "You wouldn't dare! Wu Yue, you wouldn't dare!"

Wu Yue smiled and nodded. "Watch me."

Her expression darkened instantly. "Fire!"

The thunderous barrage erupted, and the Dark Faction shrieked in panic.

Shen Qingci shoved his own allies aside, caring for no one as he sprinted out of the blast radius.

Mid-run, he realized—the whole Blaze crew was howling with laughter.

Whirling around, he saw that the bombardment hadn’t targeted his people at all, but their own skiffs parked nearby!

Zhang Mo cast a disappointed look at Zhang Fanxi before entering Blaze with his wife and companions.

Utterly humiliated, Shen Qingci drew a long spear, his eyes burning crimson.

"You think you can disgrace me like this?

Today, this ends with one of us dead!"

"So eager to die?"

Shen Que’s voice suddenly rang out.

Shen Qingci turned in disbelief, muttering, "Impossible... How are you here...?"

There’s no way Grand Duke Vlad let Shen Que leave World City at this moment?!

Shen Que walked through the crowd, wearing his original Blaze cloak, his face covered, with a few white strands peeking out, fluttering in the wind.

"It's... it's Blaze's captain, Shen Que!!"

"Since Master Fu's passing, the undisputed powerhouse ranked third in the Alliance's overall combat strength!"

"A combat prodigy—they say his face is always covered because it was scarred by an enemy in combat!"

"That's right! To this day, people still speculate which formidable enemy could leave a mark on Shen Que's face!

Some even say the one who wounded him was long ago turned to dust by him!"

"Scars will never be a man's shame.

They are only the badge and medal of his courage and combat prowess!"

Wu Yue silently lowered her head, "...."

Please, Captain, don’t walk past me later. And cameras, please don’t point at me. Thanks, much appreciated.

Shen Que, "...." Can you all stop exaggerating? This is downright humiliating.

Wu Chong, Jie Chen, Richard, and Fu Yanqi snapped to attention, "...." Let’s welcome today’s ultimate B-King award winner to the stage.

Jian Suiyu clapped, "Well said! Hear, hear!"

Everyone clapped.

Clap. Clap. Clap.